Summary: {{Chapter 4!}}The gory life and death of Yuki Milla, Izumi's
ancestor. Goy/Oc.
Disclaimer: I do not own Gensomaden Saiyuki. I wish but I don't. I only claim the plot line and the characters that do not appear in the Anime or manga of this. Origato.
May contain: offensive language, violence, and murders.
Does contain: odd characters and sequences.
Rated: R for excessive violence, bad language, romance, and weird people. I mean really really weird people. People you do not want to meet in a dark alley.
AN: I love amusement parks. They're so fun. I still say the Ghost rider is the world's best rollercoaster....Back to legal AN. Alright. I honestly hate doing stupid chapters like No. 3, but it had to be done. More of the history, and the promised murders. Houshi-sama: Sir monk Kozo: brat, ragamuffin, and/or urchin
Chapter 4:
In the Case of Yuki Milla
"Where did that baka kozo go?!?!?!" A robed monk searched the temple grounds for his charge.
High up in the safe branches of a nearby tree, his young charge sat gingerly on her bottom. She waited before he had passed by to jump down. "Baka monk. I just-"
The girl ran into a strange new monk who bowed. "Forgive me young lady. I was not paying attention."
The girl hastily bowed. "Forgive me Houshi-sama. I was preoccupied with other matters."
The monk laughed. "That makes two of us. Tell me something, who are you?"
The girl backtracked. This question always led to more questions about her upbringing. "I....I am....." She winced. Her intuition provided her with a name. "I am Yuki Milla."
The monk bowed stately with a smile on his lips. "Ah. Forgive me Miss Yuki. I am Sanzo."
Milla covered her mouth. "Forgive me Sanzo-dono! I spoke from ignorance, not disrespect and I-" A heavy hand descended on her thin neck.
"Lord Sanzo, forgive this humble monk from his inattention to the presence of this disgusting child. I will remove her immediately." Milla's caretaker had caught up to her.
"Oh we were just having a chat about her studies. Carry along now young lady. If you keep up your studies and behave, you have a good future ahead of you."
Milla bowed. "As you say my lord Sanzo. May Buddha bless you in your care of the Sutra."
Sanzo gave a look at her as she walked away. "What is that girl's name houshi?"
The monk hastily bowed. "We call her a proper Buddhist name, Hotaru."
Sanzo looked in the direction of where she had gone in interest. "Interesting. Very interesting. Continue on houshi. Send her to me at dusk."
The monk stared wide-eyed at Sanzo. "But that is in two hours. That is hardly enough time to prepare the girl for-"
Sanzo held up his hand. "Do not touch her in any way. Merely provide her with proper food and a decent kimono. Go."
The monk seethed inwardly as he walked towards Hotaru/Milla's hole in the wall.
---------Later
"So. How do you like this temple?" Sanzo questioned his young guest.
"It treats me well." Milla managed to speak through the swelling on her face. She held a red fan open in front of her face to hide the marks of a beating.
Sanzo sighed. "Then why is there a fan in front of your face?"
"I must be a modest young woman. I must preserve my honor."
Sanzo leaned suddenly across the low table and clasped her frail wrist. "He beat you didn't he?"
"I....could not say.....Sanzo"
Sanzo abruptly left the table. "My name is not just Sanzo. I am Henshin Sanzo. I was once like you, you know."
Milla gasped. "Then you.....you understand!" She snapped the fan shut and stood up.
Henshin Sanzo turned. "So he did beat you. Stay here."
Milla lunged forward, desperation moving her. "Please...I beg you...do nothing about this."
Henshin Sanzo clasped her shoulder. "Something about you is different. For example: Why did tell me your name was Yuki Milla, while the monks say your name is Hotaru?"
She stepped back. "Someone called me that....once.....a long time ago."
Henshin Sanzo smiled weakly. "The gods have different paths for everyone."
Milla nodded. "So you say my lord."
He shook his head. A child this young should not be 'my lord' ing anyone. Although....she was the first person he had ever seen with red hair. "So...Miss Yuki. What do you want to do with your life?"
She lowered her head. "Call me violent....but I...I....I want to kill that monk."
Henshin Sanzo turned back to the window. "You have the right. Someone left you here to be raised by him, and he violated their trust."
Milla nodded, and noticed a strange package on the table in front of Henshin Sanzo's bed. She silently walked over to it, hoping that the Sanzo was so absorbed in his thoughts that he wouldn't notice her.
Henshin Sanzo looked out of the corner of his eye. So she took the bait. Time to see if this was a normal girl after all.
Milla hesitated...and then her hand lashed out and grabbed the package. She unwrapped it, and heard voices in her head. Voices screaming for vengeance and....blood. She screamed and clapped her hands to her ears, dropping the sword, but still the voices went on.
Henshin Sanzo quickly strode across the room and picked the kantana up in one hand. "So you hear them?"
Milla fell to the floor sobbing violently. "Make it stop....make it all stop....."
Henshin Sanzo rewrapped the sword. "You aren't human in the least way."
Milla looked up from the floor, bending her spine to look clearly at the Sanzo. "What do you mean?"
Henshin Sanzo smiled cruelly. "This kantana is used to execute deceitful gods and goddesses. Legend has it that one day a goddess will be banished to Earth and seek retribution for the crimes committed against her. Legend has it that a red haired young girl will hear the voices, and will be revealed as what she truly is, or was."
Milla flopped over all the way on the floor. "What are you talking about?"
Henshin Sanzo pulled the girl up. "How old are you?"
Milla looked in the Sanzo's clear blue eyes. "I'm eighteen next third day."
"So...eighteen next Tuesday?"
"Yes. The third day of the seven."
Henshin Sanzo dropped the girl's hand as if it was a hot brick. "I want you to have this." He held out the kantana. "You'll know what to do with it."
Milla cautiously grasped the kantana with a frail hand. "Why would I know what to do with this?"
Henshin Sanzo stood in front of the window. "Because it is your destiny."
Milla bowed and left Henshin Sanzo alone in his contemplation.
------------Three Years later
"So. You say you have found the perfect female bodyguard for our respected guest?" A rich hotel owner strummed his fat fingers on a rich red stained desk.
His butler bowed. "Of course sir. We would not want the great Sanzo to use the Sutras here."
The fat man cackled, his wig falling backwards. "Of course. Let us just see how holy this Sanzo can be..."
"Of course sir." The butler bowed and went to fetch this woman bodyguard and her new employer.
------A pub
A young red haired woman smacked down her cards. "Royal Flush! Top that!"
Her card opponents groaned. "Damn it Milla! Why do we bother playing cards with you anymore?!?!"
Milla shrugged her shoulders. "You feel the itch under your fingers and I supply the scratching." She drained her mug of beer. "Shit. See y'all later."
A hooded figure followed her out in the shadows of the increasing night darkness.
---------Hotel
"So you claim that no man, woman, or even child escaped this woman?" The fat hotel owner tugged on the chains of his female slaves, calling them to attention.
"Of course sir." The butler bowed. "She was also responsible for the massacres of Indjinji, the Temple of the Goddess of Mercy at Callpu, and dozens of others. This Yuki Milla is a force to be reckoned with."
The doors of the room burst open, admitting a beautiful red haired woman with a kantana.
"Ah...miss..?"
"Yuki. Yuki Milla." Milla lounged against the wall, the picture of grace and beauty.
The fat man wiggled in his bath, and pulled in a few slaves to satisfy his sudden horny urges. "You are here for the bodyguard position?"
She smirked and drew her kantana. "No. I'm here to kill your disgusting self." She licked her sword edge.
The fat man screamed as his slaves held out their chains to their limit, pulling mercilessly on his fat rolls.
Milla leaped forward, her kantana flashing red in the pale light. "Die bastard!" She cut deep into the fat man's skull, spilling out the red stained grey mass that was his brain. She lunged forward again, and cut loose two of the slaves from his corpse.
"Thank you gracious lady."
"I half expected you to say that." Milla turned and cut off the slave's head, leaving the stunned body to stiffen in a pool of blood. "Oh....by the way. I leave no one to tell a tale." She turned to the butler, and stabbed him neatly in his stomach, and left him to contemplate which intestine he was now holding in his hand.
The slaves began screaming for mercy. Milla shook her head and cut off the head of yet another slave.
----Two years ago (Flashback)
Milla hugged herself. This felt so good....She licked the bloodstained kantana in her hand. It had been a gift of Henshin Sanzo, in hopes of peace. The only peace she ever got was when the metal tasted the blood in her victim's body.
A groan brought her back to this morbid plain. At her feet struggled a monk, a familiar monk. "Oh...poor houshi-sama. Are you in pain?"
He pulled himself off the ground with his bloody mangled hands. "Hotaru! Please Hotaru! Have mercy on us!"
The girl stiffened. "Mercy is for the weak." She sliced his head in two, letting him kill himself with his last gasp.
--------Return to the present (End flashback)
Yuki sat alone in the middle of the room, letting her sword drink its fill of the bloodshed. "Damn sword. Because of you I have to sit on a bloody floor, when I could be looking for a job."
"Ah.....but the question Miss Yuki is if you want to work for anyone other than yourself." A familiar voice came from behind Milla.
She lunged for her sword, only to find that it had gorged itself so much she could not hope to lift it. "Who the hell are you?!?!"
"That Miss Yuki is what you should be asking yourself." The hooded figure drew its hood back, revealing a familiar face to the astonished young woman.
"Hen....Henshin Sanzo!" She dove headfirst into his chest, hugging him tightly.
"There, there, now Miss Yuki, do you see what I mean by your destiny?" Henshin Sanzo murmured into her bloodstained hair.
"Destiny?" Milla pulled back from Henshin Sanzo. "It's my destiny to kill innocent people?"
Henshin held her chin up. "It was your destiny to satisfy those who were wronged. These people....You see that man and his butler?"
Milla nodded. What the hell was he driving at?
"That man is the head of the local crime ring, and his butler is the behind- the-scenes leader of that crime ring. Those women each committed a deadly sin. One killed her husband for his money, one was an adulterer, one beat her children to death, and one came here by choice. The only one you left alive is in the dungeons, because she was the only one pure of heart. Now do you understand?" Milla shook her head. "I don't. What does this have to do with anything?"
Henshin hugged her close. "That sword has only one purpose: to kill those who sin. Remember how I told you that that sword was used to execute traitorous gods and goddesses?"
Milla snuggled up to the Sanzo. "Of course I remember."
"That's because I was the one who said it. Gods these days simply banish those who disobey. The sword still felt it had a purpose, so it came to Earth to find someone to wield it. Someone who was once a god."
Milla stepped back. "But I'm not a goddess incarnate! I'm not!"
Henshin Sanzo shook his head. "I left you there to search for answers. I prayed to the Goddess of Mercy for the truth of why you were at her temple."
"And-"
"Oh do stay silent Sanzo. You'll ruin my grand master entrance." Kanzeon stood in the doorway, staring at Milla. "You're a picture aren't you girl?"
"Goddess..." Milla hit the floor in a bow, keeping the sword in front of her as if it was another supplicant.
"I see you've found your old friend. Excellent. Kyofu (Fear)! Guard our discussion!" Kanzeon pointed at the sword, which began to glow red.
"Oh....won't it work off its feed?" Milla stared at the rapidly burning sword.
Henshin Sanzo snorted. "After three years of blood? I'm surprised it didn't beg to exercise."
Kanzeon laughed. "On with it. You girl, are the blood daughter of Kijin- Hakai Yume and Kenren Taisho. Your soul is that of your mother, Kijin-Hakai Yume. Your mother was a demon planted in our midst to undermine our God. She failed, and was banished to Earth. She died giving birth to you, and left you to me. I named you Yuki Milla, and left you at one of my temples. I left Kyofu somewhere where Henshin Sanzo could find it, and set him off to you."
Milla sat up. "Why?"
Kanzeon laughed. "It is your destiny to find him again, but at this time he and my nephew are getting into quite a bit of trouble. Kenren has forgotten you, and it is your duty to give birth to a body for your soul."
Milla frowned. "My soul?"
"You have your mother's soul, and will have it until your ancestor gives birth to a daughter with Kenren Taisho, in whatever form he may be in." Henshin Sanzo held Milla tight to his chest, keeping her from attacking the goddess of Mercy.
Kanzeon smiled. "I'll leave you two alone. Oh by the way Milla....You're going to lose your sight soon. Take advantage of it while you can." The goddess walked into the wall, and disappeared.
Henshin sighed. "Well. That's that. Now how do we make that sword stop glowing?"
Milla had a glazed look in her eyes. "Kyofu! Sakrhzdfbjdyfuodflkcvho adufrsd fnisuydf ncasftuargutads quiohksd fupse qoyrksnfvkydfklalkfh!" The sword stopped glowing, and flew to Milla's hand.
Henshin stared at her. "What the hell did you just say?"
Milla blinked, and looked at him. "Did you say something?"
Henshin shook his head. "No. I say we go get a beer or something."
Milla nodded. "Yes let's."
The two walked off, Henshin Sanzo with his arm around Milla's shoulders.
-------Two years later
"Henshin! Get out of the way!" Milla bulled into Henshin, Kyofu barely blocking the mortal blow.
"MILLA!! Damn fool girl....I told you not to do that." Henshin coolly cut of the demon's head, and hurried to Milla's side.
"I'm....so.....sorry.....Henshin...." Milla closed her eyes. "Kanzeon....I beg you!"
The Goddess of Mercy shimmered into being by her side. "Damn. Girl! I told you not to do anything stupid this late in your pregnancy!"
"I...couldn't help it....Kanzeon..."
Henshin clasped his love's hand. "I didn't fake my death to be with a dead body!"
Milla smiled weakly. "We'll be together in the afterlife........"
Kanzeon closed the dead woman's eyes. "Be still. You will find each other eventually."
Henshin fell onto Milla's body, sobbing violently. "Kill me now! Have mercy on me Kanzeon!"
The goddess shrugged. "Start a home here Henshin and raise your daughter. Dream of your wife." The goddess waved a hand over Milla's stomach. "Stop your crying and live for your daughter."
Hanshin grabbed his squalling new daughter, and smiled when he saw the shock of red hair on the girl. "What do I call her?"
Kanzeon sighed. "Mortal men are such fools. Call her Yuki Hotaru. Never let a name go to waste."
Henshin smiled faintly as the goddess walked away. "Thank you Kanzeon. Thank you for the chance to live again."
AN: I am crazy. I know this already. I also know that that was a crappy ending. By the way, Yuki Milla is Yume Izumi's great-great-great-great- great grandmother. I have the patience of a mule, so you only get to hear about Yuki Milla, Kijin-Hakai Yume, Yume Izumi, Noroi Taihen, and of course, Izumi's daughter/son. Damn it! I just gave out a spoiler! Oh well....now you know who the next chapter is about.... That is all. Go on with your measly lives. Check back next week or so for my next chapter.
Disclaimer: I do not own Gensomaden Saiyuki. I wish but I don't. I only claim the plot line and the characters that do not appear in the Anime or manga of this. Origato.
May contain: offensive language, violence, and murders.
Does contain: odd characters and sequences.
Rated: R for excessive violence, bad language, romance, and weird people. I mean really really weird people. People you do not want to meet in a dark alley.
AN: I love amusement parks. They're so fun. I still say the Ghost rider is the world's best rollercoaster....Back to legal AN. Alright. I honestly hate doing stupid chapters like No. 3, but it had to be done. More of the history, and the promised murders. Houshi-sama: Sir monk Kozo: brat, ragamuffin, and/or urchin
Chapter 4:
In the Case of Yuki Milla
"Where did that baka kozo go?!?!?!" A robed monk searched the temple grounds for his charge.
High up in the safe branches of a nearby tree, his young charge sat gingerly on her bottom. She waited before he had passed by to jump down. "Baka monk. I just-"
The girl ran into a strange new monk who bowed. "Forgive me young lady. I was not paying attention."
The girl hastily bowed. "Forgive me Houshi-sama. I was preoccupied with other matters."
The monk laughed. "That makes two of us. Tell me something, who are you?"
The girl backtracked. This question always led to more questions about her upbringing. "I....I am....." She winced. Her intuition provided her with a name. "I am Yuki Milla."
The monk bowed stately with a smile on his lips. "Ah. Forgive me Miss Yuki. I am Sanzo."
Milla covered her mouth. "Forgive me Sanzo-dono! I spoke from ignorance, not disrespect and I-" A heavy hand descended on her thin neck.
"Lord Sanzo, forgive this humble monk from his inattention to the presence of this disgusting child. I will remove her immediately." Milla's caretaker had caught up to her.
"Oh we were just having a chat about her studies. Carry along now young lady. If you keep up your studies and behave, you have a good future ahead of you."
Milla bowed. "As you say my lord Sanzo. May Buddha bless you in your care of the Sutra."
Sanzo gave a look at her as she walked away. "What is that girl's name houshi?"
The monk hastily bowed. "We call her a proper Buddhist name, Hotaru."
Sanzo looked in the direction of where she had gone in interest. "Interesting. Very interesting. Continue on houshi. Send her to me at dusk."
The monk stared wide-eyed at Sanzo. "But that is in two hours. That is hardly enough time to prepare the girl for-"
Sanzo held up his hand. "Do not touch her in any way. Merely provide her with proper food and a decent kimono. Go."
The monk seethed inwardly as he walked towards Hotaru/Milla's hole in the wall.
---------Later
"So. How do you like this temple?" Sanzo questioned his young guest.
"It treats me well." Milla managed to speak through the swelling on her face. She held a red fan open in front of her face to hide the marks of a beating.
Sanzo sighed. "Then why is there a fan in front of your face?"
"I must be a modest young woman. I must preserve my honor."
Sanzo leaned suddenly across the low table and clasped her frail wrist. "He beat you didn't he?"
"I....could not say.....Sanzo"
Sanzo abruptly left the table. "My name is not just Sanzo. I am Henshin Sanzo. I was once like you, you know."
Milla gasped. "Then you.....you understand!" She snapped the fan shut and stood up.
Henshin Sanzo turned. "So he did beat you. Stay here."
Milla lunged forward, desperation moving her. "Please...I beg you...do nothing about this."
Henshin Sanzo clasped her shoulder. "Something about you is different. For example: Why did tell me your name was Yuki Milla, while the monks say your name is Hotaru?"
She stepped back. "Someone called me that....once.....a long time ago."
Henshin Sanzo smiled weakly. "The gods have different paths for everyone."
Milla nodded. "So you say my lord."
He shook his head. A child this young should not be 'my lord' ing anyone. Although....she was the first person he had ever seen with red hair. "So...Miss Yuki. What do you want to do with your life?"
She lowered her head. "Call me violent....but I...I....I want to kill that monk."
Henshin Sanzo turned back to the window. "You have the right. Someone left you here to be raised by him, and he violated their trust."
Milla nodded, and noticed a strange package on the table in front of Henshin Sanzo's bed. She silently walked over to it, hoping that the Sanzo was so absorbed in his thoughts that he wouldn't notice her.
Henshin Sanzo looked out of the corner of his eye. So she took the bait. Time to see if this was a normal girl after all.
Milla hesitated...and then her hand lashed out and grabbed the package. She unwrapped it, and heard voices in her head. Voices screaming for vengeance and....blood. She screamed and clapped her hands to her ears, dropping the sword, but still the voices went on.
Henshin Sanzo quickly strode across the room and picked the kantana up in one hand. "So you hear them?"
Milla fell to the floor sobbing violently. "Make it stop....make it all stop....."
Henshin Sanzo rewrapped the sword. "You aren't human in the least way."
Milla looked up from the floor, bending her spine to look clearly at the Sanzo. "What do you mean?"
Henshin Sanzo smiled cruelly. "This kantana is used to execute deceitful gods and goddesses. Legend has it that one day a goddess will be banished to Earth and seek retribution for the crimes committed against her. Legend has it that a red haired young girl will hear the voices, and will be revealed as what she truly is, or was."
Milla flopped over all the way on the floor. "What are you talking about?"
Henshin Sanzo pulled the girl up. "How old are you?"
Milla looked in the Sanzo's clear blue eyes. "I'm eighteen next third day."
"So...eighteen next Tuesday?"
"Yes. The third day of the seven."
Henshin Sanzo dropped the girl's hand as if it was a hot brick. "I want you to have this." He held out the kantana. "You'll know what to do with it."
Milla cautiously grasped the kantana with a frail hand. "Why would I know what to do with this?"
Henshin Sanzo stood in front of the window. "Because it is your destiny."
Milla bowed and left Henshin Sanzo alone in his contemplation.
------------Three Years later
"So. You say you have found the perfect female bodyguard for our respected guest?" A rich hotel owner strummed his fat fingers on a rich red stained desk.
His butler bowed. "Of course sir. We would not want the great Sanzo to use the Sutras here."
The fat man cackled, his wig falling backwards. "Of course. Let us just see how holy this Sanzo can be..."
"Of course sir." The butler bowed and went to fetch this woman bodyguard and her new employer.
------A pub
A young red haired woman smacked down her cards. "Royal Flush! Top that!"
Her card opponents groaned. "Damn it Milla! Why do we bother playing cards with you anymore?!?!"
Milla shrugged her shoulders. "You feel the itch under your fingers and I supply the scratching." She drained her mug of beer. "Shit. See y'all later."
A hooded figure followed her out in the shadows of the increasing night darkness.
---------Hotel
"So you claim that no man, woman, or even child escaped this woman?" The fat hotel owner tugged on the chains of his female slaves, calling them to attention.
"Of course sir." The butler bowed. "She was also responsible for the massacres of Indjinji, the Temple of the Goddess of Mercy at Callpu, and dozens of others. This Yuki Milla is a force to be reckoned with."
The doors of the room burst open, admitting a beautiful red haired woman with a kantana.
"Ah...miss..?"
"Yuki. Yuki Milla." Milla lounged against the wall, the picture of grace and beauty.
The fat man wiggled in his bath, and pulled in a few slaves to satisfy his sudden horny urges. "You are here for the bodyguard position?"
She smirked and drew her kantana. "No. I'm here to kill your disgusting self." She licked her sword edge.
The fat man screamed as his slaves held out their chains to their limit, pulling mercilessly on his fat rolls.
Milla leaped forward, her kantana flashing red in the pale light. "Die bastard!" She cut deep into the fat man's skull, spilling out the red stained grey mass that was his brain. She lunged forward again, and cut loose two of the slaves from his corpse.
"Thank you gracious lady."
"I half expected you to say that." Milla turned and cut off the slave's head, leaving the stunned body to stiffen in a pool of blood. "Oh....by the way. I leave no one to tell a tale." She turned to the butler, and stabbed him neatly in his stomach, and left him to contemplate which intestine he was now holding in his hand.
The slaves began screaming for mercy. Milla shook her head and cut off the head of yet another slave.
----Two years ago (Flashback)
Milla hugged herself. This felt so good....She licked the bloodstained kantana in her hand. It had been a gift of Henshin Sanzo, in hopes of peace. The only peace she ever got was when the metal tasted the blood in her victim's body.
A groan brought her back to this morbid plain. At her feet struggled a monk, a familiar monk. "Oh...poor houshi-sama. Are you in pain?"
He pulled himself off the ground with his bloody mangled hands. "Hotaru! Please Hotaru! Have mercy on us!"
The girl stiffened. "Mercy is for the weak." She sliced his head in two, letting him kill himself with his last gasp.
--------Return to the present (End flashback)
Yuki sat alone in the middle of the room, letting her sword drink its fill of the bloodshed. "Damn sword. Because of you I have to sit on a bloody floor, when I could be looking for a job."
"Ah.....but the question Miss Yuki is if you want to work for anyone other than yourself." A familiar voice came from behind Milla.
She lunged for her sword, only to find that it had gorged itself so much she could not hope to lift it. "Who the hell are you?!?!"
"That Miss Yuki is what you should be asking yourself." The hooded figure drew its hood back, revealing a familiar face to the astonished young woman.
"Hen....Henshin Sanzo!" She dove headfirst into his chest, hugging him tightly.
"There, there, now Miss Yuki, do you see what I mean by your destiny?" Henshin Sanzo murmured into her bloodstained hair.
"Destiny?" Milla pulled back from Henshin Sanzo. "It's my destiny to kill innocent people?"
Henshin held her chin up. "It was your destiny to satisfy those who were wronged. These people....You see that man and his butler?"
Milla nodded. What the hell was he driving at?
"That man is the head of the local crime ring, and his butler is the behind- the-scenes leader of that crime ring. Those women each committed a deadly sin. One killed her husband for his money, one was an adulterer, one beat her children to death, and one came here by choice. The only one you left alive is in the dungeons, because she was the only one pure of heart. Now do you understand?" Milla shook her head. "I don't. What does this have to do with anything?"
Henshin hugged her close. "That sword has only one purpose: to kill those who sin. Remember how I told you that that sword was used to execute traitorous gods and goddesses?"
Milla snuggled up to the Sanzo. "Of course I remember."
"That's because I was the one who said it. Gods these days simply banish those who disobey. The sword still felt it had a purpose, so it came to Earth to find someone to wield it. Someone who was once a god."
Milla stepped back. "But I'm not a goddess incarnate! I'm not!"
Henshin Sanzo shook his head. "I left you there to search for answers. I prayed to the Goddess of Mercy for the truth of why you were at her temple."
"And-"
"Oh do stay silent Sanzo. You'll ruin my grand master entrance." Kanzeon stood in the doorway, staring at Milla. "You're a picture aren't you girl?"
"Goddess..." Milla hit the floor in a bow, keeping the sword in front of her as if it was another supplicant.
"I see you've found your old friend. Excellent. Kyofu (Fear)! Guard our discussion!" Kanzeon pointed at the sword, which began to glow red.
"Oh....won't it work off its feed?" Milla stared at the rapidly burning sword.
Henshin Sanzo snorted. "After three years of blood? I'm surprised it didn't beg to exercise."
Kanzeon laughed. "On with it. You girl, are the blood daughter of Kijin- Hakai Yume and Kenren Taisho. Your soul is that of your mother, Kijin-Hakai Yume. Your mother was a demon planted in our midst to undermine our God. She failed, and was banished to Earth. She died giving birth to you, and left you to me. I named you Yuki Milla, and left you at one of my temples. I left Kyofu somewhere where Henshin Sanzo could find it, and set him off to you."
Milla sat up. "Why?"
Kanzeon laughed. "It is your destiny to find him again, but at this time he and my nephew are getting into quite a bit of trouble. Kenren has forgotten you, and it is your duty to give birth to a body for your soul."
Milla frowned. "My soul?"
"You have your mother's soul, and will have it until your ancestor gives birth to a daughter with Kenren Taisho, in whatever form he may be in." Henshin Sanzo held Milla tight to his chest, keeping her from attacking the goddess of Mercy.
Kanzeon smiled. "I'll leave you two alone. Oh by the way Milla....You're going to lose your sight soon. Take advantage of it while you can." The goddess walked into the wall, and disappeared.
Henshin sighed. "Well. That's that. Now how do we make that sword stop glowing?"
Milla had a glazed look in her eyes. "Kyofu! Sakrhzdfbjdyfuodflkcvho adufrsd fnisuydf ncasftuargutads quiohksd fupse qoyrksnfvkydfklalkfh!" The sword stopped glowing, and flew to Milla's hand.
Henshin stared at her. "What the hell did you just say?"
Milla blinked, and looked at him. "Did you say something?"
Henshin shook his head. "No. I say we go get a beer or something."
Milla nodded. "Yes let's."
The two walked off, Henshin Sanzo with his arm around Milla's shoulders.
-------Two years later
"Henshin! Get out of the way!" Milla bulled into Henshin, Kyofu barely blocking the mortal blow.
"MILLA!! Damn fool girl....I told you not to do that." Henshin coolly cut of the demon's head, and hurried to Milla's side.
"I'm....so.....sorry.....Henshin...." Milla closed her eyes. "Kanzeon....I beg you!"
The Goddess of Mercy shimmered into being by her side. "Damn. Girl! I told you not to do anything stupid this late in your pregnancy!"
"I...couldn't help it....Kanzeon..."
Henshin clasped his love's hand. "I didn't fake my death to be with a dead body!"
Milla smiled weakly. "We'll be together in the afterlife........"
Kanzeon closed the dead woman's eyes. "Be still. You will find each other eventually."
Henshin fell onto Milla's body, sobbing violently. "Kill me now! Have mercy on me Kanzeon!"
The goddess shrugged. "Start a home here Henshin and raise your daughter. Dream of your wife." The goddess waved a hand over Milla's stomach. "Stop your crying and live for your daughter."
Hanshin grabbed his squalling new daughter, and smiled when he saw the shock of red hair on the girl. "What do I call her?"
Kanzeon sighed. "Mortal men are such fools. Call her Yuki Hotaru. Never let a name go to waste."
Henshin smiled faintly as the goddess walked away. "Thank you Kanzeon. Thank you for the chance to live again."
AN: I am crazy. I know this already. I also know that that was a crappy ending. By the way, Yuki Milla is Yume Izumi's great-great-great-great- great grandmother. I have the patience of a mule, so you only get to hear about Yuki Milla, Kijin-Hakai Yume, Yume Izumi, Noroi Taihen, and of course, Izumi's daughter/son. Damn it! I just gave out a spoiler! Oh well....now you know who the next chapter is about.... That is all. Go on with your measly lives. Check back next week or so for my next chapter.